A monologue written by Lee Sonogan
Untitled Character (V.O)
Must be a rush hour because just look at this concatenation! Form lines, get into rows, wait your turn, walk-in which align. Did you get the memo? This is all from Oregon Trail’s wagon to an autocade train. The cavalcade of rearing squadron one way and an echelon at the other. Pull of the horn as a logjam entourage slaps the coloum chained to utter retinue cortège, a snarl. Tailback to a thrown bottleneck congest backup, in the next frame in the mural disguised as a picture.
Tress braided corny dreadlocks sig alert. As we most should know our pageant cordon upon flotilla impasse. There we stand still at the picket across the promenade concur a spectacle at least sitting towards the blank screen. Yatra yada, obstructions of both blocked roads and a stalemate. Please just give me something array of which could tie up!
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(‘Sir move forward please!’)